All Chapters of Cruel Fate: Chained To The Alpha : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Jaselyn's POV I wrapped my fingers around him, feeling the heat and hardness of him in my grasp. My strokes were slow and deliberate, each one designed to heighten his anticipation. His breathing grew ragged, his hips bucking slightly in response to my touch.I moved my mouth closer to his cock and traced a path with my tongue, savoring the warmth and hardness of him. I ran my hand up and down his cock once more, feeling the weight and pulse of his arousal. My gaze met his, and I saw the question in his eyes, his voice a mixture of desire and hesitation. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, his breath hitching slightly.I nodded, my resolve clear. “I am. You’ve always given me so much pleasure. I want to return the favor.”I moved closer, flicking my tongue over the tip of his cock, tasting the slight saltiness of his precum. The flavor was unfamiliar but intoxicating. I took a deep breath, then slowly took him

Jaselyn's POV After Rion and I announced the news of my pregnancy to the rest of the family, the atmosphere in the palace transformed into one of joyous anticipation.Luna Daryna was overjoyed. She stood up from her seat almost immediately despite her age, her face bright, as she clasped her hands over her heart. “Oh, Jaselyn! This is such wonderful news!” Her voice wavered with emotion, and she reached out to pull me into a warm embrace. She looked at Rion with tears in her eyes and said, “This baby is going to be such a blessing for our family. I never thought I'd live long enough to see another grandchild, especially one from my beloved son but it seems wishes do come true.”Determined to celebrate, she immediately began planning a grand family dinner. Her excitement was infectious as she started making phone calls and organizing everything down to the finest detail. She consulted with the cook to ensure I would have the healthie

Jaselyn's POV After the hearty family dinner, Rion and I retreated to our room, the rich, lingering aroma of the meal still in the air. Rion looked exhausted, the weight of his new responsibilities as Alpha clearly etched into his features.As he began to unwind, I watched him with concern. “So, how did your first day go?” I asked, trying to mask my worry with a light tone.Rion sank onto the edge of the bed, rubbing his temples. “It was a marathon. I had back-to-back meetings, strategic discussions, and a constant stream of problems to solve. There’s so much more to this role than I realized. I’m trying to keep everything in line, but it feels like I’m just barely keeping my head above water.”I nodded empathetically. “I can imagine it’s a huge adjustment. I spent the day making sure everything was running smoothly here. With the news about the baby, there were a lot of arrangements and adjustme

Jinu's POV It began on the day I killed Ziarre. The betrayal and rage that surged through me as I felt the cold steel of the thumb screw severing my fingers was both a punishment and an awakening. Each cut was excruciating, the blade slicing through flesh and bone with a precise brutality. The pain was immediate and overwhelming, an intense burn that radiated through my nerves. Rion’s face, contorted with fury and disdain, was the last thing I saw as I writhed in agony. His eyes, cold and merciless, bore into me as if to strip away every bit of humanity left within me.In the aftermath, the hatred I felt for Rion was all-consuming. It drove me to the brink of madness, turning every thought into a dark obsession. I envisioned scenarios where I could make him suffer as I had, where his pain mirrored my own. But the more I dwelled on these thoughts, the more I began to see a different kind of desire emerge from the hatred—a twisted, depraved

Rion's POV I stormed away from the dinner table, my entire body thrumming with rage. The mere presence of Jinu was a poison to my system, his smug face and arrogant attitude making my blood boil. I hated that I had to sit next to the traitor, to endure his incessant attempts to rile me up. The feel of his hand on my thigh was like a brand, and the urge to snap his neck right then and there was almost unbearable. But I had promised Jas I would behave, and that promise weighed heavily on me now.As I made my way to our room, I could feel the disgust rising in my throat. The thought of Jinu touching me, even in such a minor way, was revolting. I needed to wash off the filth, to cleanse myself of his touch. Stripping off my clothes, I stepped into the shower and let the scalding water pour over me, hoping it would wash away the memories that were now flooding my mind.Ziarre's death replayed in my head like a broken record. Her frail body hooked up to machines